Iron Heroes: A Saga of Might


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Olmar
Defense 13 (FF13), HP 20/35, F +5,R+4,W+4; Ini +2 ; Fury Pool 4/12; DR 1d4


Olmar's next solid hit opens the ceiling even more, letting the conch feel the wrath of the sun.

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move: stoking fury - gain 1 Fury token.
standard:
PA 2 with twohanded pickaxe, autohit vs object.
1d6 + 8 damage (ignores 2 DR, don't know if also hardness...)

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Reserve Points: 13 / 34

Pick (gripped with both hand and Power attack 1):
1d20+4 - 1d6+6 - 20/x4

In berserker rage:
1d20+5 - 1d6+8 - 20/x4
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Vela locked her hands together and squeezed with as much strength as she could muster, trying to pin the monstrous conch down in the middle of the sunbeam from above!
 

Held by Vela in the stream of sunlight, the Black Conch is powerless to resist as Xoria fires bolts of energy at it. Finally its great shell splits open and a grey gas dissipates with a wailing sound. The shell falls empty to the floor of the chamber.

The hag gives a hiss, but whether of delight or despair is impossible to tell.

"Destoari!" she cries, and flies up through the hole in the ceiling.

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Conch is destroyed. Although the blue smoke is leaking out through the hole made by Olmar, the flying effect is still working... for now.
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Olmar
Defense 13 (FF13), HP 20/35, F +5,R+4,W+4; Ini +2 ; Fury Pool 4/12; DR 1d4


Olmar nods, swooping down and after the hag.

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Reserve Points: 13 / 34

Pick (gripped with both hand and Power attack 1):
1d20+4 - 1d6+6 - 20/x4

In berserker rage:
1d20+5 - 1d6+8 - 20/x4
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Vela nods as well. "Agreed," she says, but stays near Xoria as they both follow Olmar's lead towards the source of the spear of sunlight from above.
 

Back into fresh sea air, on the top of the nautilus shell. Destaori, cloaked in a deeply cowled robe, is greeting her sister, still masked in whisps of clinging shadow.

"I... I was wrong, my sister," says Shalassia. "The Conch, I..."

"Welcome back, sister," replies Destaori, cutting her short. She holds out a scaly hand, holding a small crystal ball. "The surface dwellers have left our sister below. She will be well, but your healing magic will help. Go to her."

Shalassia bobs within her shadow and then drops down into the nautilus again.

Destoari hobbles over.

"I thank you," she says, "for restoring my sisters to me again. We will help repair your ship and see you on your way. These," She holds out her other hand which contains three huge pearls, "are yours, as recompense."

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See OOC Thread - you can now advance your characters to 3rd level. See also notes about which adventure to follow next, although there may be some denouement still for this one.
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Xoria accepts the pearl, nodding to acknowledge the conclusion of their deal.

"What will you do now?" she asks the hag. "Where will you go?"
 

Destoari shifts from foot to foot.

"We will return to the lightless depths," she says finally. "Perhaps, one day, we will travel as we once did. The surface world is not for the likes of us. Men and ur-men grow stronger each year. We will go where they cannot."

The other two hags return, and don oilskin cloaks like Destoari, covering their faces.

"We will begin fixing your ship," she says.
 

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